The one that sounded like Peter huffed. If there was any chance that the woman didn’t kill him, Shaun took the possibility under his wing, purely out of annoyance. His entitlement to adding to a conversation he knew nothing about was irritating beyond words.
“Forgive me for asking,” the woman began, “but where’s home?”
Shaun couldn’t believe she didn’t get the reference. He very clearly meant that Mara was his home. That he didn’t have to return to Dracochen or to rule to be home.
His silence only provoked more from her.
“I’m sorry. I know I’m overstepping…”
“You are…” he tried not to growl at her, sensing other entities around her within the light’s paralysis.
“Yes, I am aware,” she replied softly.
“Then why do it?” he interrupted.
Her sigh was long and drawn out, sounding so
